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I’m selfish
I try to let go
And find myself
Still hanging on
It’s not easy
You know
It becomes a part
Of oneself
Until it breaks
And breaks, again
The pieces falling
Haphazardly
Endlessly
And when I try
Hopelessly
To hang on to
What I never let go of
I find it’s really me
Falling apart
By Dorinda Duclos
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WaltPage said:
Keep hanging on dear friend 😃
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Always, Walt, but some things I need to let go of…I’m still figuring it all out ❤
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Erika Kind said:
The harder you try to let go the more you actually hang on to it….
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Very true, Erika, but some things need to find the high road…soon!!! 😉
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Erika Kind said:
Right!
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Dorinda Duclos said:
Thank you!! ❤️
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